Artist:

Lisa Lindley-Jones

Official web site: http://www.lisalindleyjones.com/ About Lisa Lindley-Jones “When he came searching for the grave of his lifelong love, he found nothing but an open, empty pit. And when he looked up from his grief, he found himself surrounded by ghostly white forms. The Wylies’ golden hair spread on the air like a poacher’s net, and their arms encircled his throat like the poacher’s snare. They drove him to the brink of the lake, hounded him to where the soil crumbled from under his boots into the deep water below.